OK! So please don't kill me! I have updated, and will do so again fairly soon!... ENJOY!
"So where are you from, Honda-san?" Orihime asked excitedly. Orihime had monopolized on Hoshi's attention, which was fine because Hoshi had been told to keep an eye on her, and Orihime was asking all of the questions the other girls wanted to know.
"Oh, Yokohama," Hoshi shrugged.
They were sitting under some trees eating their lunches and chatting like normal teenagers. Hoshi felt quite out of place, not only was she on assignment, she had never really had friends at school when she was their age. She smiled and carried on as if she did belong though. Hoshi was a rather talented actress when need be.
"I'd been living on my own for a while but with school work and trying to find a job it was too much," Hoshi gave a fake sigh. "So I came here to live with my uncle. He's usually at work but living with him makes it a bit easier."
Hoshi made up a short back story for herself so she wouldn't be caught off guard by any questions. She deicide it would be best if she were 'living with her busy uncle' just in case anyone from her division showed up. They were all men, except for Yachiru, after all.
"That's so sad," Orihime sobbed. She really was an emotional girl. "I know how you feel, I've been living by myself for a long time too."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Hoshi said, a solemn tone to her voice.
Through Hoshi and Orihime's whole conversation Tatsuki had been wracking her brain, trying to think of where she had seen 'Hikari' before.
She looks so familiar... but where do I know her from? Tatsuki thought. She stared intently at 'Hikari's' face, trying to place her. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. "Hey Hikari... have you ever competed in a karate tournament?"
Hoshi jumped slightly. Oh shit she does recognize me. Damnit. Hoshi smiled nervously and put up her hands. "Oh no, I may have watched a few matches but I was never part of my schools team, all of my martial arts is outside of school."
"Hm.. well maybe I just saw you in the stands then," Tatsuki shrugged. She wasn't satisfied with that answer though, she could have sworn she had seen 'Hikari' on the floor at her first tournament.
Meanwhile Rukia, Ichigo, Ishida, and Chad were watching 'Hikari' from the roof top. Ichigo had filled Chad and Ishida in on what had happened earlier. Of course they noticed 'Hiraki's' high spiritual pressure, the only one who seemed oblivious was Orihime.
"I just don't get it." Ichigo said, staring at her. "Is she another substitute shinigami?"
Rukia shook her head. "As far as I know you're the only substitute in this area. I'll have to look into this."
"Maybe she's some sort of undercover spy." Ishida said coolly. "I can understand why the Soul Society would want to keep an eye on us."
Chad simply nodded.
"In any case I'll have to investigate this," Rukia said seriously, taking out her chappy the bunny soul candy dispenser. "New shinigami are never asked to go to the real world."
"Please don't swallow the chappy pill." Ichigo shuddered, remembering the last time.
But it was too late, Rukia had already swallowed the little green pill and run off to Urahara's leaving her hyper gigai behind.
"Hi everyone, pyon!" replacement Rukia waved cheerily. "What did I miss, pyon?"
Ichigo backed up and hid behind Chad. "Keep that thing away from me."
"That's not nice!"she stopped her foot and yelled.
Thus an epic game of 'catch Ichigo and make him suffer' took place. Although Pyon was hyper and enthusiastic, she was sadistic and could really hold a grudge. Ichigo felt like he'd been running away from the insane replacement Rukia for hours when the bell rang. Pyon came to a complete halt and calmly made her way back to class.
"You really must choose your words more wisely Kurosaki," Ishida said, pushing his glasses as he walked away.
Meanwhile the real Rukia was having a meeting with Urahara and Tessai. At first Urahara was reluctant to help her, but came around once Yoruichi showed up. She remained in cat form, curled up on a cushion between Urahara and Tessai.
"So this Hikari Honda has high spiritual energy," Urahara mused behind his fan.
Rukia nodded, sipping her tea. "She must be a shinigami, but I've never seen or even heard of her before."
"Tell me," Yoruichi sat up. "What does she look like?"
"Long hair, about the same height as me, light purple eyes, and an attitude problem." she answered.
"I'll look into this." Yoruichi stood and walked to the door. "Soi Fon will tell me what I want to know."
"You don't think that she's a spy do you?" Rukia asked before the former captain left.
Yoruichi shook her head, unsure of the answer.
Back at the school Hoshi had somehow gotten herself up at the front of the room and was writing down the answer to a long complicated math equation. Everyone's jaws were hanging open as she put down the chalk which may as well have been smoking with the speed she worked.
"The answer is 42.9081," she said with a bored sigh.
Misato-san looked back and forth from her answer book and the board. "That's.. That's ... correct! Well done Hikari, you may sit down now."
Hoshi nodded and took her seat. There were whispers all through the room and Ishida was gritting his teeth. He was fairly jealous of Hikari now, he was the smartest student in class and did not want to give away that title. You could just about see the envy that radiated off of him, the students that sat closest to him looked at him nervously.
Ichigo was as shocked as everyone else and cast a look behind him to see Hikari looking around the room from Chad, to Orihime, Ishida, himself, and back to Chad. There was only a slight movement in her eyes but he caught it. It was clear to him that she was defiantly a spy.
"Ah calm down king," his inner hollow spoke up. "how do ya know she just ain't another freak like you?"
"Shut up, no one asked you," Ichigo shot back, turning back to the lesson. "There's something weird about her."
"Oh you're one to talk king," Hichigo chuckled.
Ichigo wanted to slap his hollow self across his smug white face but he couldn't, lest he risk Hichigo getting out and wreaking havoc. Ever since they had come back from Soul Society his Hollow didn't shut up. It was becoming increasingly annoying, especially when he tried to get some sleep, his hollow would chatter away until Ichigo felt that his mind would explode. Ichigo didn't dwell on this long, the final bell jarring him from his thoughts.
"Rukia isn't back yet," he though, gathering his books.
"That means we're walkin' home with Pyon, oh joyous happy day," Hichigo groaned sarcastically.
A shiver went through Ichigo as he thought of the fun he was going to have. It seemed Pyon had read his thoughts. She was clinging excitedly to his arm and dragging him out of the room. Ichigo tried to pry himself out of her grip, but the more he struggled the harder Pyon gripped him, almost breaking his arm at one point. Turning his head Ichigo tried to catch a glance at Hikari to see what she was up to.
Meanwhile Hikari was packing her things up as well. Although she deliberately doing it at a slower pace, glancing ever so slightly around to room to watch Ichigo, Chad, Ishida and Orihime. She had been taking mental notes on them all day. Most of what she observed was already in her files on each of them and she was beginning to wonder why she had been sent in the first place. Sighing Hikari exited the school and got back to the apartment without incident.
"What a waste of time!" she roared once safely inside, now able to act like Hoshi again. "They send me here too babysit?!"
Continuing her rant Hoshi threw her bag on the couch and began to tear off the school's uniform, making her way to her room. "This is just a complete waste of my time! If they wanted to have these kids watched why didn't just set up camera's in their houses or something? It's not like it'd be illegal for Soul Society! What would the cops do? Arrest a buncha dead bastards?!"
Unbeknownst to Hoshi the 11th division had sent someone to her apartment to check on her, and that person was currently in her kitchen waiting for her. When he heard her yelling he got up and bumped into her on her way to her room. It took him a second to register that she was in only a bra and skirt, but when he did his face flushed red and he stared at her in shock.
Hoshi's eyes were wide and her face even redder than his. After a moment's pause she screamed and grabbed her shirt, which was in her hands, and covered herself with it. "What the fuck are you doing here Ikkaku?! Get out of here you pervert!"
Stammering Ikkaku backed into the kitchen as Hoshi screamed at him. Every curse and insult under the sun was thrown at him, along with every sharp implement in the kitchen. Ikkaku was just about covered in little cuts and bruises from Hoshi's assault by the time she had run out of things to chuck at him.
"What are you doing here?" Hoshi asked again, her back to him as she put the shirt back on.
"Captain Zaraki told me to come check on you and make sure you were watching Kurosaki and the others," Ikkaku explained, also turned away from Hoshi.
"Well I am," Hoshi snapped. "You can go now... Oh and if you ever come in here without telling me first I will break every bone in your body."
Ikkaku turned around and grabbed Hoshi's shoulders, spinning her around. "Don't threaten me when all I did was my job! It's not my fault you decided to strip as soon as you walked in the door!"
Hoshi narrowed her eyes, her face still burning red, and kicked Ikkaku between the legs as hard as she could. Ikkaku's eyes bulged and he doubled over coughing. She then kicked him in the side so that he rolled onto his back and stepped on his sternum.
"What I decide to do when I'm supposed to be ALONE is none of your business! I don't walk into your room when you're masturbating, you don't come in here when I'm changing! Got that bitch?!" Hoshi snarled, a look of pure rage on her face.
"Y-yes," Ikkaku coughed, clutching his crotch.
"Good! Now get the fuck out!"
Ok, so this one was a little short, but it ended on a funny note!... ok.. review now.. and 'update!' is not a good review!.. and it doesn't make me write any faster!